The kind-hearted horse breeder picked out some fine forage and carried it to the manger, looked at the horses with pity and said, "Come and eat, and only when you are full will you have a chance to meet your master." ”

The horses seemed to have spirituality, and seeing that the horse keepers had no ill will towards themselves, they seemed hesitant to step on their hooves, and could not resist the temptation of the straw, one of them came over and sniffed, and it took a long time before they pecked lightly, and soon several other horses followed suit, and after tasting the sweetness, they began to eat grass silently.

The horse keeper paused to watch, and then added fodder twice, and the horse seemed to let down his guard against him, and the horse who came first to fodder allowed him to stroke his mane, and after a full meal after being hungry for several days, he neighed a few times to express his gratitude to the old man.

"As long as you live here, I can ensure that you will be fed and drunk every day, go to sleep, I should also rest."

After speaking, the old man staggered back to his hut, and Mu Qingao, who was hidden in the dark, walked to the side of the stable and looked at it for a long time, sighed secretly, and prepared to return to the gate.

Suddenly, the old man ran out of the hut in a panic, carrying the wind lantern that was about to go out, and whispered something, Mu Qingao saw this, and quickly crossed the wall and ran out.

At this time, a thin figure came out of the corner of the stable, and he looked at the direction in which Mu Qingao flew away.

When the old man found him, he hugged him in a panic, "Xiaobao, why did you run out alone?" It's dangerous outside, hurry up and go back with me. ”

"Grandpa......" In the darkness, Doubao's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he bit his lip and didn't know what to say.

"Xiaobao, what are you going to say? Are you hungry? Grandpa brought you back a piece of oil cake, go back and grandpa hot it for you to eat. ”

Doubao nested on the old man's shoulder, staring at the dark courtyard, tears like broken pearls, crackling down.

The man he saw just now was definitely his Uncle Lin, did Uncle Lin come to find him? Why didn't he look for himself in the house, but stare at the horses in the stable for a long time?

The little man couldn't understand the situation in front of him, but he remembered that his mother was lying on the ground, no matter how much he shouted and made trouble, he couldn't get up and hug him, and finally he watched his mother being dragged away, and then there was a fire, and he rolled down the stairs alone, rolled into the snow outside, and ran down the street because he was too scared, and then somehow got into a warm bag, and was taken to a strange place.

When he was found, he was dying of hunger, and the owner of the caravan took pity on him and fed him something to eat, so that he could save his life.

The people walking on the side of the fortress are used to seeing him as a child separated from his parents, but Doubao is cute and well-dressed, so the people in the caravan did not abandon him, anyway, he didn't eat much, and he would amuse everyone on the way, so he took him to Rongcheng, and met Kang Yu on the way, and the caravan leader stuffed him into the goods, and he followed into the palace.

The boy experienced ups and downs along the way, and at a young age, he learned to observe words and feelings, and found that the people who had accompanied him for more than ten days were dead and wounded, so he hid himself, did not say a word, and hid while the people in the palace were not paying attention.

In the end, he was hungry and cold, and ran to the stable to grab food from the horses, but was found and taken in by the horse keepers.

Doubao was a blessed child, and when the horse keeper realized this, he raised him as his own grandson, returned to the house to wipe away his tears, and carefully took out the oil cake stuff for him.

"Xiaobao, are you homesick?"

Doubao, who had no appetite for the oil cake, nodded, and the tears that had just gone down welled up again, crying miserably and pitifully.

"Alas, I don't have the ability, I can't help you find your relatives, Xiaobao, when you grow up a little, you can go out on your own and go to your family." The old man lifted his shirt to wipe his tears, hugged him in his arms sadly, and cried silently.

The south yard was suddenly ablaze, and gradually the shouts and footsteps of the guards could be heard, but the grandfather and grandson, who were immersed in grief, did not hear them, until the horses in the stable saw the frightened neighing of the fire, and they woke them up.

"Xiaobao, you hide quickly, grandpa go out and have a look."

The old man came out with a wind lantern, and saw that there were already people near the stable searching for something.

"Excuse me, sir, do you need to use a horse?"

The escort who led the team looked at the old man and asked with a straight face, "What is unusual about you here?" ”

"No, what's the matter?"

"An assassin was found in the palace, and the king ordered to dig three feet into the ground and turn people out, and if you dare to harbor an assassin, it is a capital crime."

The old man's frightened legs almost knelt on the ground, and he asked with a white face, "My lord has wronged, the stable has always been normal, if someone hides here, the horse will definitely be frightened." ”

The team leader snorted coldly, and led people to search inch by inch, and when he saw someone entering his hut, the old man was already frightened, and his body was stiff and unable to move.

As a result, they searched and found Doubao, and soon the team leader led people to other places.

The old man moved his body for a long time, he climbed into the house in shock, the low and cramped room was turned over in a mess, and the pile of cotton wool that Doubao was hiding was also thrown on the ground, covered with dirty footprints, but what about the child?

"Xiaobao?"

The old man shouted tremblingly, and after a while, he heard the sound of rustling coming from overhead, and Doubao climbed down from the roof with his face covered in black ash.

"Be careful!" The old man stretched out his hand to catch Doubao, and when he saw that he was unharmed, he couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, poor boy, what he had experienced to become so alert, and he hid himself in a safe place in a short instant.

"Xiaobao, you can't stay here, the king here is suspicious and has a bad temper, I'm afraid that one day he will find out that you will kill you directly, so tomorrow grandpa will send you out."

Seeing two lines of tears rolling out of Doubao's face, the old man was even more distressed, "Don't be afraid, grandpa won't leave you alone, grandpa has a friend who lives in the north of the city, and he will send you there tomorrow, he will take good care of you, and grandpa will often go to see you, okay?" ”

The person who alarmed the palace guards was Lin Xuao, this foodie heard that Song Qingyun's cooking skills were good, but he hated that in the Gaosheng Inn, Qian Xishun entertained them with moldy and spoiled food, and he didn't want to eat bad food anymore, he smelled the strange fragrance wafting from Kangjue's kitchen, not only stole a leg of mutton, but finally went back and stole the supper that had just been made for Kangjue, and then he was found by the servant and told Kangjue, causing the whole palace to fly and jump, without waiting for Jiang Jue to come back, Mu Qingao grabbed Lin Xuao and flew out.

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